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Shadowburn (2)

Leituras 3,092
Votos 433
Capítulos 55
Tempo 13h 9m

Leituras 3,092
Votos 433
Capítulos 55
Tempo 13h 9m

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~It's hard to tell in the dark, if you've lost your soul or lost your heart.~

"She didn't appear to believe him--but she hadn't pulled away, her legs still around his waist, her arms still around his neck.
Thorn kissed her again, long and deep, before drawing back to look into her eyes again. "I want you, little nymph," he said again. "I want to touch you and I want to kiss you and I want to taste your skin." He lowered his voice, tilting his head though he didn't break his gaze from hers. "I want to feel you--" he dipped his head closer to hers, so she'd be unable to see anything but his eyes, and his voice was a sensual caress. "I want to hear you scream, and I want to be inside you, Caelei."
Her chest heaved like she was having trouble breathing, and Thorn grinned. "But, if you don't want me..." he trailed off, starting to pull away a little.
Her grip tightened around him, and Thorn took that as all the agreement he needed. He fell back into her, ignoring the protests and screams of his battered body, and buried his tongue in her mouth even as his hand danced across her body, removing the barriers between them.
She didn't protest, and he didn't stop--even though his body tried to kill him for it."

Many things have been lost.
Family, friends, emotions, humanity.
Accompanying Andreas on a quest for vengeance long due, Sin is in danger of losing something she never knew she had: her heart.
The only question is if she'll survive long enough to learn what that truly means...Todos os Direitos Reservados

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One Kiss Less, de Salena_Swis

Mia Chrismen doesn't believe in fate, fairy tales, or the so-called mate bond that ties werewolves to their soulmates. She believes in science, steel, and her surgical scalpel - the only things that haven't failed her. But when a wounded stranger collapses at her feet - all blood, fury, and secrets - her world doesn't just change. It shatters. Cain Arker is the crown prince of the werewolves. Alpha by birth, cursed by destiny, and haunted by the throne he must claim. To do it, he needs the heir of the moon-blessed bloodline. What he didn't expect? Her. The woman who doesn't feel their bond. The woman who challenges him, hates him, tempts him - and still refuses to be his . A slow-burn, soul-bonded, enemies-to-lovers saga where loyalty cuts deeper than knives, love is war, and fate isn't a blessing - it's a weapon. --- "Now talk" he murmured, voice rough, every syllable carrying a warning "Who was he ?" She gave him that infuriating little smirk , " you sure you want the details? You might get jealous." His jaw flexed , " I have been patient the whole night love " he said , low and lethal , " for your own good.... don't test me now " He shifted , instantly bringing her on his lap . His jacket - the only thing shielding her from his gaze , shifted with the movement, falling off the shoulder. She gasped. " Listen carefully MATE - " his voice dropped further, a sinful whisper in her ear " - try running from me once more and I will make sure you can't even walk for weeks." The words came off less like a threat and more like a promise. She scoffed even though her pulse was wild , " Empty threats Arker ?" He let out a slow laugh, " You love challenging me don't you ? " . . "C-Cain " she breathed but he only kissed her harder . As she let out a sharp sound again , he smiled , " But you should know I never back down from a challenge sweetheart ." DO GIVE IT A TRY PLEASE

Lightfire (1), de Nenduli

~How deep can the darkness take you... before you lose your soul?~ "Tell me," she said, because the emptiness inside was yawning, stretching, consuming and she suddenly needed something, someone, needed to feel anything other than empty. She hated being empty. And she didn't want him to be empty either. She remembered that. It was like a film had been lifted from her eyes and as she looked down at him, she understood something. With other people, she didn't have to be human. Even with Thorn, he simply knew her. Andreas made her feel human. She didn't know how to be human, didn't know what it involved or what she should do. Humans were fragile, humans could be broken, and Sin was already broken enough. But she wasn't as broken as him. And maybe it was that fact that had her reaching for him, turning so she was laying on the bed beside him, stretching so she could wrap her arms around him and hold him close to her. Maybe it was that knowledge that made her want to protect him from the world. Because she'd thought the gods cruel only to her. She'd been wrong. So she closed her eyes and breathed him in, then breathed out, releasing everything inside her until she was simply... Sin. And she whispered into his hair, softly, five more impossible words. "I can hear you screaming." Dropped into an unknown, dangerous world and thrown together by chance, two people are now in a race for survival. One, a dark sorcerer with a haunted past and a deadly reputation, and the other, a cursed assassin with a chaotic soul. Both are powerful, domineering, and arrogant. Neither are team players. And yet, they'll have to work together if they want to get out alive... that is, if they manage not to kill each other first. (A collaboration/co-write by @Michillie and @Literacy101)

HIS BETROTHED, de marigoldbliss

"I don't have a heart . " he said leaning away from her touch . her light was too overwhelming for the darkness inside his very soul . he was the true meaning of evil . he murdered his own brothers , slaughtered his very father and killed his mother what other evil could exist other than him ? yet his broken and battered soul needed some one to tell him he wasn't as evil as people thought he was . he needed to a light for his dark sinful soul. she stared at him . she knew he doesn't have a heart .she knew of his atrocities , she knew of his darkness , yet her soul wasn't as clean either . wherever she went she knew that path would always lead back to him . for some reason the darkness in his soul comforted her ." neither do I " "what are you doing" he looked up at her eyes and smiled "what do you think " his kiss landed again on her neck and she shuddered as a wave of pleasure hit her " get away from me " she said sounding unsure of her self gods she sounded pathetic . he chuckled and continued kissing her body , adoring it with his unholy touches , she struggled to keep her mind where it should be but her attempt was failing his touch gods his touch was sedative and she needed it . she sucked in air when his mouth landed on her nipples "vermol" she moaned . he continued sucking , touching and she kept moaning then he said"tell me to stop Regina if you don't I won't be able to" she knew she should the words were on her lips but the question was did she want him to stop?. dear readers this story is rated mature . it is my second story after a long time pls if you notice any mistakes pls correct me . just have fun and be sure to comment. oh and one more thing take care of your heart cos u may fall in love

When Darkness finally meets the Light, de M_S_Fenyx

Princess Yasmin's hand caught my chin. Then- Her lips crashed onto mine. My eyes snapped open. The cold sweetness of the nectar mingled with warmth - hers, mine, impossible to tell anymore. Her mouth coaxed mine open further, taking back what I had stolen. Slowly. Thoroughly. Not a rush. A reclamation. Her lips moved with such control it made my knees weaken. It wasn't just a kiss - it was a statement. You don't win against me. My body tensed, trapped between wall and woman - royalty and rebellion. Her fingers slowly slid from my jaw then to my throat, brushing the skin there like she owned it. Her other hand planted firmly beside my head, holding me there, commanding. I didn't resist. I couldn't. Every movement of her lips was deliberate - drawing out the flavor, the heat, the punishment. She didn't let a single drop escape. I melted into her kiss. Or maybe I burned. Her tongue flicked the roof of my mouth. She tasted the last hint of sweetness and didn't stop. I let out a muffled sound - somewhere between a gasp and a groan. She finally pulled back, barely an inch, breath grazing my lips. Her chest rose and fell against mine, both of us unsteady, caught in the aftermath. "You think you're clever," she whispered, her voice husky, her eyes darkened in a way I'd never seen before. I blinked, still stunned, lips parted. "You're not," she said, lips brushing mine again - featherlight. Then she stepped away. Just like that. Back straight, chin high - as if nothing had just happened. "Next time," she said, voice cold again, "touch my dessert, and I won't stop at your lips." Story Description: The Shadow Reaper - born of vengeance, trained to kill, untouched by mercy. Until she meets Princess Yasmin - beautiful, calculating, and dangerously in control. A cold-blooded assassin and a calculating princess collide in a battle of power, desire, and control-where every kiss is a challenge and surrender is the deadliest sin.

Little Red and the Big, Bad, Wolf., de AshesOfRoses687

BOOK 1 OF THE BIG BAD WOLF SERIES: "R-Roman, stop," He lingers on each kiss, teasing me with his tongue. Sparks erupt. "You make me so damn angry," He says huskily, fanning his warm breath on my neck, making another shiver course through me. He places a kiss right below my ear, and I visibly shudder. He notices. He starts attacking the spot with his lips, and I bite my lip hard trying hard to not let the moan escape me. I involuntarily close my eyes. Everywhere he touches me sparks erupt. He starts sucking on the spot. "R-Roman, pl-please, st-top," I push lightly on his chest, but he doesn't even flinch. I didn't want this to happen, not when he was just being a total asshole 2 seconds ago. "Roman," I practically moan out his name. He starts gently biting me, and I melt into him. I put my hands on his shoulders and push him again, slightly harder this time, but as he keeps attacking my neck, I feel as though all the energy has been drained from me. "You're mine," he says huskily in between kisses. I self consciously nod. "Only mine-" He starts kissing and sucking my jaw, and I refrain from letting out a moan. "And you'll never talk to Dimitri or any of the warriors again." I open my eyes wide at his comment, and I push him back with all my strength. *** They said the Big Wolf was bad... They said no one could tame him... That his heart was made of ice... That he couldn't love anyone and no one could love him. His pack was ruthless... Killed without a second thought. They said Little Red was Human.... They said she was shy and quiet.... They said her innocence was like no other... That she was pack less. Helped without a thought... At least... That's what they say... Let me tell you the real story... *** WARNING: THIS BOOK HAS STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL THEMES, ABUSE, VIOLENCE, KIDNAPPING, DEATH AND HARASSMENT. IF THESE ARE TRIGGERS THAN CONTINUE AT YOUR OWN RISK!

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One Kiss Less

Mia Chrismen doesn't believe in fate, fairy tales, or the so-called mate bond that ties werewolves to their soulmates. She believes in science, steel, and her surgical scalpel - the only things that haven't failed her. But when a wounded stranger collapses at her feet - all blood, fury, and secrets - her world doesn't just change. It shatters. Cain Arker is the crown prince of the werewolves. Alpha by birth, cursed by destiny, and haunted by the throne he must claim. To do it, he needs the heir of the moon-blessed bloodline. What he didn't expect? Her. The woman who doesn't feel their bond. The woman who challenges him, hates him, tempts him - and still refuses to be his . A slow-burn, soul-bonded, enemies-to-lovers saga where loyalty cuts deeper than knives, love is war, and fate isn't a blessing - it's a weapon. --- "Now talk" he murmured, voice rough, every syllable carrying a warning "Who was he ?" She gave him that infuriating little smirk , " you sure you want the details? You might get jealous." His jaw flexed , " I have been patient the whole night love " he said , low and lethal , " for your own good.... don't test me now " He shifted , instantly bringing her on his lap . His jacket - the only thing shielding her from his gaze , shifted with the movement, falling off the shoulder. She gasped. " Listen carefully MATE - " his voice dropped further, a sinful whisper in her ear " - try running from me once more and I will make sure you can't even walk for weeks." The words came off less like a threat and more like a promise. She scoffed even though her pulse was wild , " Empty threats Arker ?" He let out a slow laugh, " You love challenging me don't you ? " . . "C-Cain " she breathed but he only kissed her harder . As she let out a sharp sound again , he smiled , " But you should know I never back down from a challenge sweetheart ." DO GIVE IT A TRY PLEASE